. Intending to meet landscapes and men, he mixes up with Berbers, Fulani, Bozo people, Pygmy people; the pictures of these men have deeply moved anyone who has looked at them. Thus, for Descamps, the love lies in choices: choices in the distance with the subject, between too far and too close, in the grounds hierarchy inside the picture, in the abstraction level, in the nature of the graphic work he will insert in his picture. He throws the focus off centre, shifts the scene, truncates. Contre-jour, fuzziness, fragmented bodies, stylized reality… He does not cobble up reality; he plays with it.